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kondo kozue | 近藤 梢 ([info]anthesphoria) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2010-06-14 23:26:00

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Entry tags:keiichi, kozue

WHO: Kozue and Keiichi
WHAT: Present! A Present!
WHERE: Chagall Cafe.
WHEN: After Seiko's Dungeon.
WHY: Kozue cannot resist her compulsion to buy the world.


Kozue had been medicating her doubts and worries in much the same way she had done after other stints in Paradise—aside from her own—shopping and ice cream and cake. Of course, she had covered two out of three of those things in her own place in Paradise. So she was out for coffee and cake; she was also being productive.

At the used bookstore, when she'd meant to buy a Feel Better gift for Renju, or an I Regret That Your Head God Is On Vacation present (they didn't make cards for that), she had ended up buying... More things. For other people. At least, in a used book store, she hadn't found anything for herself, which had probably saved her some money in the end.

She'd texted Keiichi to let him know she had something to give him—and she'd gotten a piece of peach pie while she waited. With a side of ice cream. If Ito showed up in time, he could have some.



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[info]keiito
2010-07-01 12:24 am UTC (link)
"Yes," Keiichi agreed. "You are pretty. Very pretty."

He began to slide the groceries across the scanner to price them as they carried on the conversation. It was getting dark outside, and he wanted dinner to be at a reasonable time.

"My dad had to deal with that, or so he told me," Keiichi said. "His mother was American. Of course, his father was also a pro wrestler in the states before he moved to Japan, so it wasn't as if anyone would dare say anything to his or his family's face..."

Keiichi was just beginning to learn about the first generation of Ito to wrestle, Masafuji Ito, mostly from dad stories.

"I never really had to deal with any of that. I'm a quarter, and I don't so much look it. Besides, my dad's...sort of nuts about things like that. You know how he can be. I think he'd suplex anyone that tried to insult him or his family."

A wrestling rant was coming, Keiichi figured. But it was, for once, a helpful sort.

"Gaijins are really important in Dad's line of work," Keiichi said. "They help fill the arenas, because everyone wants to see the natives beat them. But they have to win sometimes, too, or they aren't credible. That's why most Japanese wrestling companies try to bring in the best foreign talent. If you're a native and beat one of them, you're made for life."

Reaching into his pocket for his bank card, a sudden thought came to him. "Maybe my heritage is why Oubai hates me," he reasoned. "Or would if he knew, either way."

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[info]anthesphoria
2010-07-01 12:55 am UTC (link)
Kozue listened, though her eyes were still fixed elsewhere; after he was done, she let out a breath. Apparently, she had been holding her breath as he spoke. And now that it was let out, she sounded tired, and small.

"You're lucky you had someone to stick up for you, then."

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[info]keiito
2010-07-01 01:01 am UTC (link)
"Your mom didn't?"

He looked...surprised was probably a good word for it. He knew a little about Kozue's late grandmother and her...issues was probably a nice way to put it, but the fact that her mother possibly hadn't said anything was foreign to him.

After swiping his card to pay for the groceries, he gathered her in...sort of a half hug, with one arm. Keiichi wasn't especially one to care what people saw when comforting was needed, and by now was fairly used to the usual Nanakamado rumor mill.

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[info]anthesphoria
2010-07-01 01:23 am UTC (link)
Kozue had opened her mouth to explain, that her mother hadn't always been there, and that it was hard to stick up for your blond child when you were the implicated blond mother, and even harder when Kondo Fumiko was hovering over your shoulder, but then she was being hugged. Or one-arm hugged. It was... it counted as a hug, didn't it?

It took her a moment, but she responded anyway. "… Well, she was away a lot. Or we were with my grandmother, and that never went well. Even when she was there, it's…" It was cruel to say it's different than with your father, but it was, at least from Kozue's perspective, true. They didn't look as different as she did. "Come on, let's go," she added, pulling forward—briefly contemplating slipping an arm around him, because that was a thing that one did, but then that'd send all sorts of slightly wrong signals, wouldn't it? So she changed her mind.

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[info]keiito
2010-07-01 01:41 am UTC (link)
"...not exactly as if your mom could have suplexed people," he offered, by way of reply. He understood a bit. Not entirely, not even close, but...

Keiichi wasn't particularly upset when she pulled away from him. Public was public, after all, and it wasn't as if they were dating.

"Alright," he said, agreeably, and the pair left the Iburi Duper Mart.

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